I don't know why I came here instead of Qingyan. If there was no beginning, would there be no fall of heart and no entanglement of love?
When the fireworks go down and the truth is revealed, who is my destined lover? Is it him who is as gentle as jade, calm and lonely, or is he who is dark, cold and unpredictable?
Where the youthful beauty falls, the most heartbroken person.
Qingwan, before you came, I didn't know that my heart could still throb.
Qingwan, when you turned around, did you see my lonely figure?
Qingwan, I have actually been waiting for you. . . . .